Magic, a colorless, tasteless, intangible but real magical power that exists in all corners of the pan-continent, is like gunpowder, and only a little magic power is needed to catalyze it to burst out with amazing power. And the explosion of this power, in the simplest and most simple form, is converted into heat energy, in the form of the purest light, wrapped from the bottom of the well by the heat energy all the way to the steaming air gushing out from the top of the crystal tower, the super high temperature of the pillar of light even ignited the air around the crystal tower!

"Uhh!!!!!h

The glittering golden armor and the Heavenly Lock that trapped him were melted into molten iron almost instantaneously, and then evaporated in an instant. But even this kind of Cheng dù's attack still can't completely wipe out the sad wind, and the Heroic Spirit's almost endless regenerative ability and ** strengthened by the blood of the gods made him tenaciously survive in the pillar of light!

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Nagi, this pain, this pain, this king wants to pay you back again!"

Feeling the pain of his body being destroyed and reborn countless times, Sadwind's mind was already filled with thoughts of revenge at the moment, and he imagined that he would use all kinds of cruel criminal torture to kill Nagi and the head of the academy to divert his attention and alleviate the pain he suffered.

"Did you kill him?

Warner lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the dazzling pillar of light that could instantly blind people, even when his own race was destroyed, all he could feel was hatred, but now he was afraid of the sad wind in his heart, and the elf's intuition told him that if he was against the sad wind, not to mention defeating the other party, it would be completely impossible to escape.

"No, but we're not the kind of fools who won't even be killed in the end!"

While everyone was bowing their heads and closing their eyes to avoid the dazzling fireworks of the Sacred Fire Festival, Nagi, who was standing not far from the crystal tower with her hands behind her back, was looking up at the sky, her turquoise eyes staring at the sad wind that was rapidly pushed into the air in the pillar of light.

Indeed, it is impossible to kill Sorrowful Wind by relying only on this weaker and weaker impact, but please don't forget that in the air directly above the crystal tower, there is a floating city armed with countless divine weapons waiting for Sorrowful Wind!

"Ahem, do you still have this hand?"

When the floating city, which originally looked quite small and exquisite, grew in sight little by little, Sad Wind finally understood why Nagi wanted to move this floating city that could not actively attack at all to the top of his head, even if he didn't have to open the star of the world, Nagi was probably ready to destroy the crystal core and cause the dragon vein to run wild! The base of the floating city that was hit by the pillar of light just now is estimated to have activated all the self-protection devices, and those divine weapons are all genuine artifacts, and they are conceptual weapons that have been given control rules, just like the gungunnir that must be hit, and the horn of Roland who fights to the death, even if it is a soul, it is estimated that there is a way to directly erase it.

"Speaking of which, what the hell have I done, Enkidu, if you see my cruel ugliness now, you will definitely ignore me and stop playing with me. ”

The sad wind that was burned by the hot pillar of light could not even shed tears, but even so, he still sobbed like a wronged child.

He didn't want to be the king chosen by the prophet at all, and before he met Enkidu, he acted like a cruel tyrant, hoping that everyone would oppose him and not worship himself as a high king. But the more tyrannical he became, the more powerful people came to follow him, and he couldn't live up to these followers, carrying the expectations of his subordinates, and destroying his opponents with his great power again and again, and in the end, this little-known child really united all the tribes of the Diglas River and became the first king in human history.

"What are you kidding, what's the use of me asking for this, bastard!"

He was surrounded by gold and silver treasures, his treasury was full of prestigious treasures, and his palace was full of beautiful women, but he had no companions.

"How about a fight with me and then be friends with me?"

At this moment, a girl with white hair and red eyes and a wolf's tail broke into his peaceful life.

Friends, friends, companions, lovers, confidants, Enkidu is a life-changing being for Gilgamesh.

"Little Jill, I said don't kill people indiscriminately!"

Enkidu angrily disbanded Gilgamesh's private firing squad.

"Little Jill, if you become the king, you will give me a good deal of government affairs!"

Enkidu rubbed his sleepy eyes, kicked Gilgamesh, who was sleeping in his arms, out of bed, and then turned over and fell asleep with his big tail in his arms.

"Little Jill, I said I didn't want to open the Crystal Palace or something

Yes!"

After Enkidu implemented monogamy in the Babylonian Kingdom, he dismissed Gilgamesh's incomparably luxurious har~palace group......

At the last moment of his life, the sad wind recalled these past events like a marquee, and he suddenly laughed, and the curse and hatred that had accumulated in his heart were swept away, and he was relieved.

"What I'm afraid of is not death, it's loneliness, Enqidu, you can fall in love with me, this rotten person, it is really the happiness of my life, even if in my thousands of years, you have only spent only a few decades with me, but, I love you, Enqidu, now I can't wait to see you. ”

Poof! Sadwind's two fingers thrust heavily into his eyes. Because the eyelids are in the process of being burned and reborn, the sad wind that wants to close his eyes but finds that he can't do it at all simply pokes his eyes blind.

"How can this king die without turning a blind eye, hahahaha!"

Sorrowful Wind stretched out his body that had been curled up in a ball to protect himself, and lay in the air in the most stretched posture, countless thin golden threads shot out from his body, and Sorrowful Wind radiated all the divine blood in his body without leaving a single bit, just as they came, and returned to their original owners like meteors in double numbers.

"Forgive me, boys, Enkidu, see? I don't care about anything anymore, I just want to be with you!"

"We didn't save you because we sympathized with you, a crybaby!"

By the time everyone had closed their eyes, Nagi had quietly left the ground, and she teleported high into the air, swooping into the pillar of light like a falcon hunting rabbits, grabbing Grief by the neck and pulling him out of the impact.

"It's miserable. ”

Most of the body under the neck of the current sad wind has been burned to ashes, only the head that is protected with all its strength is still complete, but there is still no skin or hair attached to it, and his ability to recover after losing the blood of the gods has been reduced by one level, if it wasn't for Nagi to rescue him in time, it would be enough to kill him completely without the power of the Floating City.

"You want to ask why we saved you now, but you can't ask because your throat has been burned, so let's reluctantly tell you. ”

Nagi looked down at the crippled head of the sad wind that was held on his chest, and the sad wind's mouth opened, but in the end, he couldn't even make a sound.

"If you die, we don't know if you can see the Enqi of Heaven, but there are still a lot of your children in this world and the debts of the Blue Dragon King of the dead house that our family has not yet paid!

Egg Sadness!"